Beat Box (Freestyle)SpotEmGottem & YN Jay

[Intro]
Oh so you want it like, alright
Yeah, I mean like I can take you there
Aah, aah

[Verse 1]
Get you popped like soda can, aye
Rock out like a band, aye
Fly like Peter Pan, aye
Watch me do my dance, aye
Come to Cucchi Land, aye
Fuck in doonie van, aye
I fuck all my fans, aye
Spottem that's my mans, aye
I just seen an opp, bop, shot him on my block, woah
Speed off in a Hellcat, took off on the cops, woah
I just made hunnid something thousand off the stocks, hoe
If I caught bb he go cuckoo like a choppa, woah
Pull up with a microbully riding with a draco
Kill 'em in some Palm Angels now he got a halo
I can't fire suppresors so I'm riding with potato
Put a hole in a nigga body like a bagel
Niggas soft as Play-Do
Bitch do what I say so
How your brother kill you over jealousy like Abel
Nigga had a gun but he can't shoot 'cause he weren't able
Aah

[Verse 2]
You can bet whatever bet I win just like casino
Get caught in a jam my baby fold just like burrito
I don't go on date but I still step out in tuxedo
I just met a caribbean from Puerto Rico
I just popped a perky, biting like mosquito
400 degree the block get hot like jalapeño
Say the haters watching, must be blind 'cause I can't see no
Bitch I got some thousand dollar steppers on my feet, hoe
I just took a bitch to cucchi Land, she wanna see, hoe
Yeah bitch you can see but you can not get in for free, no
Oh shit, fuck
Oh shit, fuck

[Chorus: SpotEmGottem]
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin' in my Reeboks, ridin' with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car
Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

[Verse 2: SpotEmGottem]
In Miami with my motherfuckin' heat out
With another nigga bitch, said she got her feet out
I walked in the party, I'm on my big goon shit
Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sense
Oh, he the plug, ridin' 'round with four bricks
Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me
Can't fuck wit' her no more, that lil' bitch, she do the most
I get my groove on every time I see them folks
I got the antidote, I'm thinking that's something you need to know
I'm smooth and I'm cold, she know my wrist on froze
Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll
She playin' my song, I got her takin' off her thong
I'm tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone
Two rights don't make a wrong, it just go on and on
I'm kickin' shit like Jackie Chan 'til they got my kicks on
I aim, I hit my target, I'ma up this bitch regardless

[Chorus: SpotEmGottem]
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Th— Th— Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car
Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box